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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7338 | 2020-10-27 17:07:06 | 98.24 | 99% |
| 7196 | 2020-10-25 11:14:42 | 94.64 | 98% |
| 2068 | 2019-12-19 16:07:11 | 96.48 | 99% |