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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 802 | 2010-02-13 07:15:58 | 56.95 | |
| 730 | 2010-02-11 11:11:45 | 69.59 |