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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 827 | 2015-12-31 05:30:49 | 97.81 | 91% |
| 798 | 2015-12-31 04:42:36 | 103.67 | 97% |
| 632 | 2015-12-30 02:46:34 | 93.53 | 93% |