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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354 | 2012-04-30 08:45:38 | 140.71 | 93% |
322 | 2012-04-26 07:41:58 | 124.69 | 96% |
223 | 2012-04-19 12:32:06 | 138.20 | 96% |