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 |
---|---|---|---|
568 | 2011-09-19 20:43:05 | 72.38 | 96% |
537 | 2011-09-14 18:42:03 | 71.36 | 95% |
431 | 2011-08-31 21:08:03 | 64.51 | 95% |
363 | 2011-08-29 13:30:20 | 63.87 | 95% |
295 | 2011-08-25 14:41:08 | 61.57 | 96% |