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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4563 | 2019-07-11 19:35:06 | 131.66 | 99% |
1567 | 2019-03-27 19:48:43 | 123.23 | 100% |