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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5658 | 2020-10-17 20:09:29 | 105.41 | 98% |
3932 | 2020-08-23 11:08:34 | 100.26 | 98% |