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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 414 | 2010-12-27 17:38:41 | 222.61 | |
| 243 | 2010-02-04 20:42:11 | 198.94 |