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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 408 | 2010-04-26 17:36:49 | 84.56 | |
| 380 | 2010-04-16 18:27:45 | 108.83 | |
| 322 | 2010-04-13 18:39:30 | 112.32 | |
| 320 | 2010-04-13 18:37:28 | 113.61 |