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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5304 | 2020-10-14 16:46:38 | 74.00 | 98% |
| 1549 | 2020-02-07 07:50:17 | 62.33 | 97% |