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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11607 | 2020-11-13 14:04:08 | 72.34 | 97% |
3608 | 2020-07-19 13:52:34 | 52.32 | 92% |