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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427 | 2010-05-23 16:15:00 | 71.81 | |
297 | 2010-03-16 09:36:33 | 71.10 | |
60 | 2010-03-07 12:47:25 | 61.38 |