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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 705 | 2017-02-28 18:33:47 | 90.64 | 95% |