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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1075 | 2020-01-14 13:57:10 | 72.05 | 93% |
| 575 | 2019-07-20 09:11:55 | 80.41 | 96% |