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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711 | 2009-02-18 08:01:40 | 66.62 | |
397 | 2008-12-22 06:22:00 | 74.44 | |
89 | 2008-12-15 05:58:16 | 66.61 |