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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1243 | 2020-11-16 01:56:55 | 74.66 | 97% |
954 | 2020-11-05 19:01:23 | 70.14 | 96% |