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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 270 | 2010-05-31 21:40:02 | 102.23 | |
| 243 | 2010-02-13 02:35:05 | 104.96 |