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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 132 | 2010-04-26 03:28:17 | 115.38 | |
| 89 | 2010-04-25 20:11:51 | 122.53 |