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 |
---|---|---|---|
734 | 2010-03-17 15:11:11 | 55.56 | |
703 | 2010-03-16 14:21:09 | 53.16 | |
695 | 2010-03-15 15:58:02 | 50.22 | |
258 | 2010-02-16 05:41:11 | 53.06 | |
127 | 2010-02-08 15:17:15 | 45.79 | |
123 | 2010-02-08 14:27:18 | 44.65 | |
113 | 2010-02-08 13:34:26 | 47.09 |