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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 856 | 2011-11-06 16:00:10 | 30.87 | 90% |
| 826 | 2011-11-06 13:56:10 | 36.13 | 95% |