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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 197 | 2013-04-14 19:02:55 | 138.19 | 100% |
| 118 | 2013-04-12 19:55:14 | 144.63 | 100% |