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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 230 | 2016-12-25 18:37:31 | 63.71 | 91% |
| 156 | 2016-12-08 02:55:43 | 50.82 | 90% |