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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 112 | 2009-02-02 16:37:21 | 106.67 | |
| 106 | 2009-02-02 16:31:49 | 92.75 |