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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 78359 | 2020-07-11 06:32:31 | 118.07 | 98% |
| 75935 | 2020-06-07 06:25:28 | 104.58 | 97% |
| 75709 | 2020-06-01 08:41:11 | 140.95 | 98% |
| 68862 | 2020-04-01 06:16:17 | 102.85 | 97% |
| 64383 | 2020-03-06 00:01:36 | 114.31 | 97% |
| 46262 | 2019-12-19 16:07:09 | 99.48 | 96% |
| 44443 | 2019-12-13 10:48:21 | 107.24 | 97% |
| 40401 | 2019-11-18 15:32:29 | 101.39 | 97% |
| 39105 | 2019-11-11 15:21:26 | 113.43 | 98% |
| 34844 | 2019-06-16 04:27:46 | 94.00 | 98% |
| 33082 | 2019-05-11 07:54:48 | 95.20 | 96% |