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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752 | 2011-12-02 11:53:30 | 138.36 | 99% |
722 | 2011-12-01 21:07:14 | 133.58 | 99% |
245 | 2010-06-13 22:07:27 | 130.17 |