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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 264 | 2012-03-07 16:44:32 | 72.20 | 95% |
| 173 | 2012-03-02 17:54:59 | 65.42 | 95% |