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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81539 | 2020-12-17 12:54:28 | 141.96 | 98% |
74492 | 2019-09-30 21:47:28 | 128.18 | 98% |