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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 133828 | 2022-03-09 01:07:18 | 172.75 | 99% |
| 119269 | 2020-05-05 19:01:58 | 163.87 | 99% |
| 105546 | 2019-08-06 19:56:27 | 155.26 | 99% |
| 102641 | 2019-04-26 06:24:09 | 143.62 | 97% |
| 94598 | 2019-03-04 02:40:31 | 141.82 | 97% |
| 91682 | 2019-02-07 23:08:40 | 136.27 | 98% |