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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 290 | 2015-12-18 23:43:32 | 136.80 | 95% |
| 51 | 2015-12-06 04:00:19 | 120.25 | 93% |