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 |
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280497 | 2020-11-20 08:45:03 | 136.42 | 98% |
271863 | 2020-07-18 11:40:09 | 128.19 | 98% |
265174 | 2020-04-20 09:49:28 | 149.30 | 99% |
264695 | 2020-04-15 09:30:07 | 134.96 | 98% |
255238 | 2019-12-13 00:45:29 | 142.07 | 98% |
252369 | 2019-11-01 04:22:06 | 114.03 | 98% |
244977 | 2019-07-01 05:32:33 | 146.71 | 99% |
242618 | 2019-06-14 09:03:21 | 134.65 | 99% |
241121 | 2019-06-03 09:13:10 | 127.53 | 98% |
237605 | 2019-05-12 00:40:33 | 141.71 | 98% |
236688 | 2019-05-07 03:01:32 | 143.32 | 99% |
227128 | 2019-03-12 05:19:54 | 142.39 | 98% |
223597 | 2019-02-24 01:09:47 | 131.92 | 99% |
222087 | 2019-02-18 02:16:25 | 122.40 | 97% |
220068 | 2019-02-07 23:08:39 | 138.86 | 99% |