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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 25005 | 2019-06-07 20:59:50 | 130.62 | 99% |
| 24031 | 2019-03-27 00:50:36 | 123.85 | 99% |