A long, long time ago, I can still remember how that music used to make me smile. And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance, and maybe they'd be happy for a while. But February made me shiver with every paper I'd deliver. Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step. I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride, but something touched me deep inside, the day the music died. So bye-bye, Miss American Pie. Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry. And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singin' this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12030 | 2022-10-31 19:39:29 | 116.29 | 99% |
| 12029 | 2022-10-31 19:38:15 | 109.56 | 98% |
| 12028 | 2022-10-31 19:36:55 | 106.15 | 97% |
| 12027 | 2022-10-31 19:35:34 | 112.42 | 98% |
| 12026 | 2022-10-31 19:34:17 | 112.00 | 98% |
| 1629 | 2018-12-30 20:25:54 | 91.41 | 97% |