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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404 | 2020-12-09 06:20:57 | 45.40 | 94% |
233 | 2020-11-04 13:52:49 | 43.83 | 94% |