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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 20567 | 2019-06-06 06:27:06 | 93.94 | 98% |
| 19674 | 2019-04-11 16:34:14 | 87.62 | 96% |
| 19129 | 2019-03-13 20:11:54 | 103.06 | 99% |