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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16405 | 2019-03-30 07:54:06 | 136.03 | 99% |
15408 | 2019-02-04 21:10:39 | 114.78 | 98% |