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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 524 | 2017-03-07 18:30:02 | 59.10 | 93% |
| 205 | 2017-02-18 08:02:54 | 60.76 | 98% |