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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35 | 2020-04-29 01:06:00 | 53.55 | 98% |
25 | 2020-04-28 00:38:36 | 36.87 | 92% |