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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403 | 2013-10-08 22:56:25 | 163.97 | 99% |
16 | 2013-03-08 22:51:25 | 131.75 | 96% |