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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 751 | 2010-04-21 21:35:07 | 73.15 | |
| 727 | 2010-04-21 20:39:32 | 79.01 | |
| 314 | 2010-04-15 00:22:45 | 84.00 |