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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2278 | 2020-10-10 18:35:35 | 72.22 | 100% |
499 | 2020-02-14 16:30:53 | 49.68 | 98% |