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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1391 | 2020-12-02 05:06:51 | 58.28 | 94% |
| 1141 | 2020-10-04 15:57:03 | 61.44 | 96% |