Text race history for Clare (alpacalypse)

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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
27 2015-03-21 22:13:33 132.66 97%