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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15123 | 2019-02-09 23:48:26 | 108.76 | 98% |
9330 | 2017-11-26 21:15:50 | 106.13 | 98% |
7327 | 2017-09-07 00:59:15 | 105.77 | 98% |