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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 187 | 2009-02-01 11:34:32 | 116.22 | |
| 77 | 2009-01-26 23:39:45 | 107.11 | |
| 10 | 2009-01-25 05:42:32 | 95.42 |