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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 125 | 2011-03-27 16:12:29 | 50.83 | |
| 62 | 2011-03-25 14:27:33 | 53.28 |