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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1022 | 2013-12-16 01:51:24 | 67.08 | 92% |
865 | 2013-12-11 21:33:43 | 52.27 | 90% |