Involuntarily I glanced seaward - and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock. When I looked once more for Gatsby he had vanished, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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224 | 2010-09-27 12:05:31 | 64.31 | |
162 | 2010-03-14 09:48:49 | 62.67 | |
74 | 2010-03-04 08:59:52 | 60.56 |