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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 864 | 2009-10-29 04:04:47 | 65.22 | |
| 816 | 2009-10-28 03:35:24 | 66.16 |