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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 119 | 2009-01-17 14:14:50 | 60.48 | |
| 73 | 2009-01-11 12:46:49 | 61.76 |