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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9437 | 2019-04-04 20:14:58 | 65.45 | 95% |
9240 | 2019-03-09 22:25:25 | 75.23 | 96% |