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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 547 | 2019-03-12 21:37:18 | 159.33 | 100% |
| 509 | 2019-03-07 22:06:03 | 159.44 | 99% |