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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4628 | 2019-04-17 23:10:00 | 177.58 | 99% |
1644 | 2019-02-09 23:48:06 | 160.00 | 99% |
1503 | 2019-02-05 17:41:03 | 166.03 | 99% |
681 | 2019-01-19 03:07:56 | 168.55 | 100% |