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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544 | 2014-08-24 14:12:58 | 61.83 | 93% |
522 | 2014-08-23 11:16:32 | 62.91 | 93% |
393 | 2014-08-05 19:31:18 | 62.87 | 91% |
276 | 2014-07-24 20:20:21 | 60.75 | 93% |