She was probably my age, maybe a couple of inches taller, and a whole lot more athletic looking. With her deep tan and her curly blond hair, she was almost exactly what I thought a stereotypical California girl would look like, except her eyes ruined the image. They were startling gray, like storm clouds; pretty, but intimidating, too, as if she were analyzing the best way to take me down in a fight.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 321 | 2018-03-23 23:31:43 | 64.16 | 94% |
| 160 | 2018-01-26 02:44:29 | 59.69 | 94% |