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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1741 | 2019-07-31 21:31:12 | 108.30 | 96.8% |
622 | 2019-07-22 19:30:25 | 120.06 | 97.3% |