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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11647 | 2020-09-30 14:20:01 | 95.12 | 98% |
| 1877 | 2019-11-16 15:39:42 | 90.06 | 99% |