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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4166 | 2020-05-23 14:43:35 | 99.89 | 98% |
3341 | 2020-04-01 17:33:31 | 101.13 | 98% |