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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 834 | 2013-03-12 21:35:56 | 77.22 | 95% |
| 622 | 2013-03-08 17:46:32 | 81.73 | 95% |