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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2534 | 2020-06-17 17:55:40 | 59.62 | 95% |
1761 | 2020-05-21 16:41:55 | 57.01 | 95% |