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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 894 | 2009-04-01 13:45:45 | 66.11 | |
| 832 | 2009-03-31 08:40:54 | 67.31 |