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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4850 | 2019-04-20 19:23:02 | 202.69 | 100% |
| 4846 | 2019-04-20 19:17:27 | 196.33 | 100% |