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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 356 | 2009-12-10 08:28:03 | 44.84 | |
| 294 | 2009-12-02 14:35:42 | 38.80 |