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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4413 | 2020-02-08 01:27:44 | 132.45 | 98% |
3848 | 2019-03-20 23:06:29 | 139.53 | 100% |