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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4903 | 2020-09-24 14:09:30 | 102.25 | 96% |
259 | 2019-11-23 05:35:06 | 97.11 | 97% |