How To Find Password Hidden Inside Asterisk or Black Dots

Hi! I'm back. This time with a small yet funny trick. Some of you might be aware of this and therefore this post might classify as a crap for you! For others, this will surely be of great interest.

Yes! this is all about those passwords hidden as asterisks(*) or black dots. Yeah! the same black dots that appear when you log in to your Facebook, Gmail, Twitter etc.

We'll do this with the help of the Inspect Element tool present in Google Chrome.
This tool can let you do so many funny things with your browser provided you have some basic HTML know how. I'll surely explore those tricks for you in my next articles. But now let's excavate your passwords form this black dots.

1. Right click on the Password hidden in black dots (or asterisk). From the options choose Inspect Element.

2. Now you will see a small window open at the bottom of your browser. This window shows the source code of the webpage.

Take a look at the screenshot above, the highlighted line (blue) shows the attributes of the password element. Mark the input type="password" tag (red dotted lines). This tag is responsible for making your password appear as black dots. So all you need to is to convert this tag into input type="text", which will make your password appear as normal text (instead of black dots).

3. To change the tag write click on the tag line and click Edit as HTML from the options.
In the Edit mode change the "password" in input type to "text" and close the bottom source code window.

As you can see in the screenshot above I discovered "mypassword" from the black dots!
It's time for you to unearth your password from the black dots.

The Inspect Element tool lets you Edit almost any HTML tag in a static webpage. You can edit text, images and other elements with it, take screenshots and share with your friends. I'll sure include all those funny tricks in my future posts.
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