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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1837 | 2020-02-01 16:51:12 | 121.10 | 98% |
| 555 | 2018-04-06 14:49:53 | 136.26 | 99% |