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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2399 | 2020-10-14 15:45:36 | 62.53 | 94% |
| 1783 | 2019-02-19 21:03:50 | 55.85 | 92% |