She's got eyes of the bluest skies as if they thought of rain. I hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain. Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place where as a child I'd hide and pray for the thunder and the rain to quietly pass me by.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
1365 | 2009-09-10 14:23:03 | 43.31 | |
1063 | 2009-03-31 13:56:54 | 40.09 | |
839 | 2009-03-14 13:25:15 | 46.48 | |
774 | 2009-03-13 18:43:03 | 43.75 | |
705 | 2009-03-12 14:17:02 | 36.99 | |
302 | 2009-02-01 15:55:28 | 33.53 |