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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935 | 2013-11-02 20:29:58 | 82.88 | 93% |
168 | 2013-04-17 23:51:25 | 92.08 | 98% |