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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 244 | 2010-03-05 20:27:37 | 100.05 | |
| 225 | 2010-01-26 18:06:01 | 104.49 |