Way down upon the Swanee River, far, far away, there's where my heart is turning ever, there's where the old folks stay. All up and down the whole creation, sadly I roam. Still longing for the old plantation, and for the old folks at home.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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830 | 2020-06-03 19:10:48 | 80.96 | 97% |
321 | 2020-04-17 18:04:34 | 86.81 | 95% |