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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 852 | 2020-07-13 23:39:11 | 80.83 | 98% |
| 17 | 2019-05-31 21:06:03 | 65.99 | 97% |