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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 792 | 2009-01-17 23:41:41 | 147.24 | |
| 789 | 2009-01-17 23:38:03 | 143.70 | |
| 518 | 2009-01-10 15:39:27 | 146.99 | |
| 469 | 2009-01-08 22:05:22 | 148.84 | |
| 392 | 2009-01-07 22:31:19 | 147.49 | |
| 154 | 2009-01-05 12:34:14 | 154.89 | |
| 73 | 2009-01-04 22:37:46 | 135.24 |