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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 303 | 2015-12-25 17:55:58 | 127.15 | 96% |
| 286 | 2015-12-12 17:18:50 | 118.21 | 99% |
| 271 | 2015-12-11 16:20:56 | 114.17 | 90% |