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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 96928 | 2020-06-01 08:58:50 | 96.04 | 97% |
| 93269 | 2020-04-20 09:49:55 | 83.51 | 96% |
| 86944 | 2020-01-12 04:04:12 | 75.24 | 95% |
| 78197 | 2019-07-03 02:50:51 | 108.00 | 98% |