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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579 | 2014-12-07 20:03:36 | 58.66 | 89% |
561 | 2014-12-07 16:20:34 | 52.20 | 87% |
459 | 2014-11-29 13:21:33 | 54.52 | 87% |