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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 71 | 2010-03-05 20:07:39 | 55.29 | |
| 52 | 2010-03-05 01:30:25 | 48.66 |