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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 285 | 2010-08-06 06:34:55 | 93.37 | |
| 165 | 2010-07-26 05:30:15 | 74.23 |