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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 875 | 2009-06-30 19:58:39 | 89.88 | |
| 700 | 2009-06-28 13:08:36 | 108.72 | |
| 463 | 2009-06-24 17:30:26 | 95.11 |