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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625 | 2013-09-14 13:39:21 | 81.43 | 90% |
471 | 2013-09-10 16:43:52 | 86.07 | 95% |