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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1098 | 2020-12-15 09:47:58 | 61.18 | 96% |
601 | 2020-12-03 14:47:52 | 60.44 | 96% |