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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 931 | 2009-08-30 16:38:23 | 115.42 | |
| 838 | 2009-08-29 11:58:11 | 125.20 | |
| 216 | 2009-08-15 13:58:37 | 106.60 |