A long, long time ago, I can still remember how that music used to make me smile. And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance, and maybe they'd be happy for a while. But February made me shiver with every paper I'd deliver. Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step. I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride, but something touched me deep inside, the day the music died. So bye-bye, Miss American Pie. Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry. And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singin' this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 54685 | 2023-02-20 21:48:05 | 180.38 | 99% |
| 47651 | 2022-12-10 22:26:04 | 177.16 | 98% |
| 10642 | 2021-03-23 21:32:59 | 166.03 | 100% |
| 10641 | 2021-03-23 21:31:40 | 157.97 | 99% |
| 8799 | 2021-03-02 23:10:02 | 157.55 | 99.5% |