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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 573 | 2009-03-21 14:09:05 | 71.47 | |
| 566 | 2009-03-18 22:44:24 | 57.52 | |
| 464 | 2009-03-16 23:40:27 | 54.64 | |
| 224 | 2009-03-12 23:17:58 | 59.50 |