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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2340 | 2020-03-05 20:01:34 | 86.69 | 94% |
| 206 | 2019-03-08 02:39:07 | 92.01 | 95% |