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 |
---|---|---|---|
940 | 2009-11-29 05:46:11 | 80.25 | |
686 | 2009-11-06 04:26:58 | 71.82 | |
476 | 2009-10-13 14:08:28 | 70.04 | |
334 | 2009-09-26 13:29:24 | 55.82 |