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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 275 | 2010-12-19 05:26:11 | 111.88 | |
| 254 | 2010-12-19 05:08:24 | 97.32 |