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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10092 | 2020-08-11 17:55:46 | 70.04 | 97% |
7765 | 2019-06-20 18:56:06 | 68.32 | 99% |