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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 63042 | 2020-10-25 11:14:25 | 138.79 | 98% |
| 59853 | 2020-09-10 02:27:07 | 141.18 | 98% |
| 56315 | 2020-03-22 19:29:08 | 136.93 | 98% |
| 52646 | 2019-12-03 03:25:56 | 134.83 | 99% |
| 51649 | 2019-11-18 03:56:02 | 139.79 | 99% |
| 47965 | 2019-07-14 02:05:53 | 117.07 | 98% |
| 47824 | 2019-07-09 00:00:16 | 137.73 | 99% |