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 |
---|---|---|---|
360 | 2011-05-28 18:13:36 | 129.28 | 95% |
264 | 2011-05-17 01:24:31 | 142.04 | 95% |
206 | 2011-05-14 00:21:11 | 139.79 | 96% |
169 | 2011-05-10 07:27:46 | 129.91 | 96% |
156 | 2011-05-08 10:41:00 | 123.85 | 94% |
34 | 2011-05-02 17:03:15 | 138.50 |