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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1172 | 2009-04-29 21:23:52 | 75.28 | |
| 809 | 2009-04-19 20:33:08 | 62.35 | |
| 551 | 2009-04-19 00:04:50 | 61.31 | |
| 514 | 2009-04-18 23:23:47 | 65.38 |