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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 321 | 2009-05-03 09:13:39 | 72.80 | |
| 283 | 2009-05-02 00:49:22 | 65.50 |