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 |
---|---|---|---|
955 | 2009-07-06 18:46:59 | 96.46 | |
882 | 2009-07-04 06:59:55 | 110.70 | |
676 | 2009-02-04 00:17:02 | 108.84 | |
566 | 2009-01-15 00:32:47 | 95.50 | |
308 | 2008-12-24 20:59:53 | 96.08 | |
266 | 2008-12-23 18:28:39 | 92.43 |