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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21293 | 2020-02-15 03:56:06 | 54.46 | 98% |
18583 | 2019-07-05 14:39:48 | 45.67 | 100% |