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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6581 | 2020-05-18 00:30:34 | 89.24 | 97% |
4235 | 2019-06-28 20:57:03 | 82.72 | 96% |