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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3254 | 2019-08-04 12:27:12 | 64.95 | 96% |
| 1616 | 2019-05-10 03:10:44 | 68.96 | 98% |