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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 88 | 2009-04-15 22:07:46 | 135.55 | |
| 65 | 2009-04-14 08:15:14 | 124.40 |