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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829 | 2010-07-08 20:17:59 | 139.05 | |
436 | 2010-05-08 13:13:11 | 122.41 | |
113 | 2010-04-28 16:06:25 | 118.57 |