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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7434 | 2020-07-03 05:42:58 | 96.17 | 96% |
7007 | 2020-05-26 03:26:38 | 97.11 | 98% |
4167 | 2018-07-21 08:12:37 | 77.92 | 95% |