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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 191 | 2011-03-30 17:22:39 | 83.91 | |
| 186 | 2011-03-30 13:27:41 | 88.10 |