Someday he'll come along, the man I love, and he'll be big and strong, the man I love. And when he comes my way, I'll do my best to make him stay. He'll look at me and smile, I'll understand, then in a little while, he'll take my hand. And though it seems absurd, I know we both won't say a word. Maybe I shall meet him Sunday, maybe Monday, maybe not. Still I'm sure to meet him one day, maybe Tuesday will be my good news day.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 45661 | 2020-12-09 05:30:34 | 88.56 | 99% |
| 31460 | 2020-04-02 09:48:45 | 89.79 | 98% |
| 28997 | 2020-03-01 08:06:06 | 103.85 | 100% |
| 28377 | 2020-02-24 06:11:22 | 95.77 | 99% |
| 19698 | 2019-10-18 13:43:24 | 70.23 | 96% |
| 13404 | 2019-05-07 14:51:41 | 86.87 | 98% |
| 7569 | 2019-03-14 14:30:46 | 86.72 | 97% |
| 6600 | 2019-02-27 15:17:50 | 77.00 | 98% |