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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 937 | 2010-08-25 08:21:51 | 60.60 | |
| 684 | 2010-08-19 00:28:28 | 64.17 | |
| 633 | 2010-08-18 00:19:02 | 64.79 |