She was probably my age, maybe a couple of inches taller, and a whole lot more athletic looking. With her deep tan and her curly blond hair, she was almost exactly what I thought a stereotypical California girl would look like, except her eyes ruined the image. They were startling gray, like storm clouds; pretty, but intimidating, too, as if she were analyzing the best way to take me down in a fight.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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326 | 2018-07-24 11:46:10 | 117.32 | 99% |
225 | 2018-04-02 14:55:18 | 114.29 | 98% |