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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6807 | 2020-10-31 12:25:30 | 121.65 | 98% |
6720 | 2020-05-03 16:44:41 | 128.59 | 98% |
3659 | 2018-03-02 15:08:27 | 106.14 | 97% |
1957 | 2018-02-14 08:15:44 | 113.70 | 98% |