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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 362 | 2017-03-24 11:11:31 | 45.45 | 98% |
| 316 | 2017-03-23 14:25:58 | 43.83 | 98% |