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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 30024 | 2020-07-18 17:15:55 | 117.89 | 98% |
| 26813 | 2020-05-23 08:12:14 | 124.08 | 99% |
| 23932 | 2020-02-25 11:10:42 | 100.11 | 98% |
| 16953 | 2019-09-16 15:39:00 | 116.41 | 97% |
| 14411 | 2019-07-07 21:08:22 | 108.92 | 97% |
| 10359 | 2019-02-06 14:32:54 | 112.29 | 97% |
| 2764 | 2018-04-02 02:51:53 | 113.27 | 98% |
| 2747 | 2018-04-01 02:51:03 | 93.25 | 97% |
| 318 | 2018-01-01 18:21:28 | 85.96 | 97% |