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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11479 | 2020-07-09 05:41:03 | 74.33 | 95% |
| 9499 | 2020-03-14 07:03:42 | 84.32 | 96% |
| 4538 | 2019-12-26 23:58:34 | 71.64 | 97% |
| 3199 | 2019-12-08 07:08:49 | 71.04 | 97% |