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 |
---|---|---|---|
24079 | 2020-08-02 20:33:39 | 92.14 | 97% |
20463 | 2019-11-07 23:20:31 | 103.55 | 99% |
16727 | 2019-07-15 17:18:26 | 84.31 | 95% |
12056 | 2019-05-26 23:08:35 | 69.10 | 95% |
10554 | 2019-05-02 20:28:07 | 82.17 | 97% |
7633 | 2019-03-23 21:19:15 | 88.87 | 99% |
4960 | 2019-01-01 00:35:16 | 70.54 | 96% |
4680 | 2018-12-31 12:02:30 | 81.80 | 98% |
737 | 2018-10-23 19:31:05 | 72.06 | 96% |