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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825 | 2020-05-29 22:48:13 | 73.66 | 97% |
438 | 2019-04-02 11:57:29 | 52.01 | 94% |