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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7541 | 2020-02-28 06:26:19 | 89.37 | 99% |
7263 | 2020-01-14 13:33:31 | 79.16 | 98% |