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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 243 | 2010-01-20 15:21:11 | 72.59 | |
| 234 | 2010-01-20 12:15:18 | 78.32 |