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 |
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64975 | 2020-08-22 17:48:33 | 113.91 | 98% |
62297 | 2020-04-14 19:43:03 | 116.03 | 99% |
57576 | 2019-10-15 21:47:59 | 115.22 | 98% |
50942 | 2019-05-07 14:51:28 | 112.78 | 99% |
46241 | 2019-03-11 22:22:01 | 109.65 | 97% |