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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 46455 | 2020-07-20 03:34:33 | 113.83 | 100% |
| 46237 | 2020-07-14 03:55:15 | 111.03 | 99% |
| 39405 | 2020-02-28 05:02:20 | 102.61 | 100% |
| 34326 | 2019-12-07 18:22:06 | 97.50 | 100% |
| 33746 | 2019-12-01 05:08:44 | 93.99 | 99% |
| 28188 | 2019-09-23 04:35:36 | 92.88 | 99% |
| 22354 | 2019-06-24 03:49:18 | 89.92 | 99% |
| 16021 | 2019-03-15 03:49:04 | 92.49 | 100% |