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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816 | 2012-08-09 01:46:46 | 63.07 | 96% |
443 | 2012-07-30 08:17:19 | 59.45 | 96% |