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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1247 | 2010-12-26 14:20:11 | 49.03 | |
| 663 | 2010-12-03 13:09:14 | 40.93 |