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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450 | 2009-01-10 14:30:14 | 65.52 | |
127 | 2008-12-31 04:32:55 | 58.39 | |
50 | 2008-12-29 11:17:37 | 60.14 |