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 |
---|---|---|---|
1161 | 2010-05-04 18:38:24 | 60.93 | |
1132 | 2010-05-03 13:23:17 | 64.70 | |
1110 | 2010-04-29 19:15:52 | 57.83 | |
1096 | 2010-04-29 15:21:01 | 61.43 | |
1081 | 2010-04-28 13:40:00 | 59.13 |