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 |
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182 | 2015-04-03 18:08:47 | 67.07 | 96% |
166 | 2015-04-02 16:50:50 | 70.67 | 96% |