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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1039 | 2009-07-04 04:50:25 | 77.33 | |
404 | 2009-02-06 05:03:11 | 67.23 | |
285 | 2008-12-24 10:55:31 | 64.11 | |
166 | 2008-10-21 01:54:11 | 49.91 |