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 |
---|---|---|---|
1270 | 2009-12-04 15:34:22 | 54.72 | |
1116 | 2009-11-06 23:43:20 | 51.66 | |
624 | 2009-10-09 23:23:21 | 57.52 | |
465 | 2009-10-05 22:53:40 | 52.74 | |
412 | 2009-10-03 16:28:44 | 48.76 | |
390 | 2009-10-02 21:54:24 | 55.40 | |
245 | 2009-09-28 17:37:31 | 52.41 |