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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 328 | 2012-11-10 18:22:47 | 32.19 | 95% |
| 144 | 2012-10-19 15:10:48 | 33.68 | 95% |