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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 200 | 2010-03-10 11:20:22 | 36.98 | |
| 184 | 2010-03-09 10:19:14 | 37.68 |