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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 269 | 2009-02-25 15:50:04 | 50.29 | |
| 239 | 2009-02-20 15:47:05 | 43.55 |