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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337 | 2016-08-21 14:27:36 | 91.94 | 94% |
237 | 2016-03-03 21:09:45 | 84.06 | 92% |
236 | 2016-03-02 18:46:42 | 68.70 | 88% |