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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 847 | 2009-11-07 15:35:26 | 52.12 | |
| 836 | 2009-11-05 12:21:51 | 38.33 |