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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 206 | 2016-09-08 14:49:27 | 153.64 | 99% |
| 165 | 2016-03-17 19:53:20 | 160.16 | 100% |