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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4125 | 2020-10-21 10:50:49 | 101.08 | 98% |
| 654 | 2019-10-21 16:02:27 | 74.56 | 96% |