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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12763 | 2020-06-28 10:05:17 | 105.56 | 97% |
10176 | 2020-04-28 02:46:35 | 103.87 | 97% |