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 |
---|---|---|---|
979 | 2009-12-13 21:59:36 | 49.47 | |
798 | 2009-12-11 01:00:50 | 43.05 | |
695 | 2009-12-10 14:37:09 | 49.99 | |
323 | 2009-12-02 17:12:20 | 42.01 | |
286 | 2009-12-02 00:31:50 | 40.67 | |
126 | 2009-11-30 02:18:21 | 37.87 |