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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53005 | 2019-09-05 02:04:48 | 107.32 | 98% |
46980 | 2019-02-10 06:10:58 | 112.87 | 98% |