She was probably my age, maybe a couple of inches taller, and a whole lot more athletic looking. With her deep tan and her curly blond hair, she was almost exactly what I thought a stereotypical California girl would look like, except her eyes ruined the image. They were startling gray, like storm clouds; pretty, but intimidating, too, as if she were analyzing the best way to take me down in a fight.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1240 | 2018-04-07 12:54:56 | 97.59 | 97% |
| 559 | 2017-11-07 14:05:47 | 78.41 | 96% |