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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8500 | 2020-11-29 12:00:21 | 101.63 | 98% |
| 3527 | 2020-04-09 14:52:00 | 93.44 | 98% |
| 805 | 2019-10-10 12:29:48 | 76.82 | 97% |
| 232 | 2019-07-28 21:36:45 | 77.35 | 99% |