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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 135373 | 2020-05-05 20:43:14 | 94.57 | 99% |
| 134339 | 2020-04-19 02:19:15 | 86.97 | 99% |
| 130891 | 2020-02-25 21:50:34 | 91.97 | 99% |
| 129141 | 2020-02-02 19:55:35 | 86.59 | 99% |
| 122856 | 2019-10-28 02:58:05 | 89.77 | 98% |
| 108892 | 2019-03-30 07:20:54 | 89.06 | 100% |
| 106325 | 2019-02-19 22:03:35 | 87.96 | 99% |