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 |
---|---|---|---|
831 | 2016-09-02 19:40:38 | 55.01 | 88% |
597 | 2016-07-30 01:28:20 | 43.12 | 80% |
553 | 2016-07-28 19:01:57 | 52.46 | 89% |
495 | 2016-07-27 19:16:19 | 52.04 | 89% |
447 | 2016-07-23 17:55:44 | 44.68 | 82% |
220 | 2016-07-08 15:37:17 | 48.12 | 86% |