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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6983 | 2019-05-17 06:38:53 | 71.69 | 97% |
6120 | 2019-03-04 12:35:37 | 76.59 | 98% |