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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2987 | 2019-05-27 11:51:18 | 87.32 | 98% |
| 2061 | 2019-04-24 13:12:00 | 73.68 | 97% |