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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 197 | 2009-03-11 04:53:15 | 77.48 | |
| 172 | 2009-02-20 07:41:54 | 75.11 |