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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 269 | 2010-10-03 23:34:46 | 137.50 | |
| 265 | 2010-10-03 23:32:04 | 156.73 |