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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665 | 2011-07-19 08:57:32 | 82.23 | 98% |
395 | 2011-07-05 22:17:26 | 78.14 | 93% |
107 | 2011-07-02 12:15:47 | 66.41 | 93% |