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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57420 | 2019-05-29 10:53:46 | 105.07 | 97% |
56734 | 2019-04-04 18:13:45 | 129.51 | 99% |