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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866 | 2011-08-26 10:22:41 | 72.57 | 93% |
669 | 2011-08-12 02:24:49 | 67.05 | 92% |
639 | 2011-08-11 13:21:46 | 77.51 | 95% |