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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11092 | 2019-10-12 09:30:23 | 124.09 | 99% |
| 10913 | 2019-05-06 17:48:01 | 121.38 | 99% |