It was close upon four before the door opened, and a drunken-looking groom, ill-kempt and side-whiskered, with an inflamed face and disreputable clothes, walked into the room. Accustomed as I was to my friend's amazing powers in the use of disguises, I had to look three times before I was certain that it was indeed he. With a nod he vanished into the bedroom, whence he emerged in five minutes tweed-suited and respectable, as of old. Putting his hands into his pockets, he stretched out his legs in front of the fire and laughed heartily for some minutes.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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5392 | 2020-04-23 15:25:25 | 61.95 | 95% |
4140 | 2020-01-25 10:19:49 | 68.88 | 96% |
3349 | 2019-11-22 04:36:24 | 57.06 | 94% |