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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 769 | 2009-03-17 21:30:11 | 132.79 | |
| 553 | 2009-01-24 15:12:07 | 135.52 | |
| 381 | 2009-01-06 04:32:41 | 161.73 |