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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15281 | 2020-06-05 12:03:42 | 66.91 | 98% |
| 15212 | 2020-05-16 19:27:17 | 64.10 | 96% |
| 14220 | 2019-12-31 21:51:49 | 77.78 | 98% |