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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12725 | 2020-08-01 16:46:16 | 101.33 | 98% |
7667 | 2019-11-24 03:38:37 | 101.44 | 98% |