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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 37273 | 2024-04-11 15:02:44 | 173.06 | 99.8% |
| 21039 | 2022-10-29 04:59:20 | 144.82 | 99% |
| 21038 | 2022-10-29 04:58:37 | 128.92 | 98% |
| 21037 | 2022-10-29 04:57:50 | 128.07 | 98% |
| 21036 | 2022-10-29 04:57:03 | 133.55 | 97% |
| 21035 | 2022-10-29 04:56:16 | 139.93 | 99% |
| 4427 | 2020-08-09 21:58:07 | 149.44 | 99% |
| 2257 | 2020-08-03 17:34:15 | 148.32 | 99% |