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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2656 | 2020-11-02 15:05:06 | 80.98 | 96% |
| 1284 | 2020-10-11 03:48:44 | 75.22 | 96% |