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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5423 | 2020-11-26 06:04:34 | 66.44 | 97% |
| 4080 | 2020-09-01 15:30:20 | 63.29 | 97% |