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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13609 | 2020-06-20 12:08:21 | 106.81 | 98% |
| 11745 | 2020-05-07 13:50:34 | 90.36 | 97% |