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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3107 | 2020-10-19 17:58:19 | 73.51 | 96% |
| 2221 | 2020-09-02 20:21:18 | 57.35 | 95% |