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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219 | 2015-12-07 11:14:52 | 96.97 | 95% |
170 | 2015-11-16 10:15:18 | 71.05 | 85% |
67 | 2015-09-30 11:38:58 | 96.53 | 95% |