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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1744 | 2010-10-08 09:19:51 | 58.87 | |
1071 | 2010-09-05 18:38:14 | 71.56 | |
722 | 2010-08-28 02:13:42 | 70.13 |