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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5526 | 2020-05-07 09:25:22 | 72.05 | 96% |
| 3822 | 2020-03-11 13:32:14 | 68.75 | 96% |