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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 404 | 2015-06-12 09:40:36 | 34.78 | 87% |
| 214 | 2015-05-12 11:33:06 | 30.47 | 87% |