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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13704 | 2020-12-02 01:51:35 | 89.68 | 95% |
| 13253 | 2020-10-30 05:19:52 | 74.45 | 93% |