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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1134 | 2019-05-21 15:32:18 | 62.54 | 95% |
517 | 2019-04-02 04:42:52 | 59.41 | 96% |