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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 232 | 2012-09-23 17:57:52 | 45.06 | 98% |
| 196 | 2012-09-21 22:30:12 | 39.12 | 99% |