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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 323 | 2010-09-18 23:54:06 | 50.56 | |
| 307 | 2010-04-26 23:15:49 | 49.65 |