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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6284 | 2019-01-19 05:22:41 | 74.77 | 97% |
4902 | 2018-12-14 07:32:35 | 71.08 | 98% |
2279 | 2018-02-16 06:09:20 | 63.80 | 97% |