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 |
---|---|---|---|
1124 | 2009-05-20 04:06:40 | 56.21 | |
1080 | 2009-05-19 04:49:31 | 68.57 | |
1072 | 2009-05-19 04:35:01 | 62.02 | |
1012 | 2009-05-18 10:38:33 | 64.60 | |
925 | 2009-05-17 14:35:27 | 54.60 | |
756 | 2009-05-13 08:22:03 | 49.71 | |
143 | 2009-05-03 14:32:48 | 38.30 |