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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 187 | 2009-10-30 03:59:32 | 81.22 | |
| 37 | 2009-03-26 18:47:56 | 90.10 |