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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21906 | 2020-09-21 02:21:30 | 96.47 | 98% |
| 20380 | 2020-08-06 02:52:37 | 101.14 | 98% |
| 19083 | 2020-07-11 02:19:02 | 98.77 | 97% |
| 12467 | 2020-02-15 16:43:52 | 95.50 | 97% |
| 8026 | 2019-11-10 19:54:09 | 90.74 | 95% |
| 4415 | 2019-08-29 20:17:02 | 101.74 | 98% |
| 3073 | 2019-07-21 03:22:15 | 84.59 | 98% |