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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581 | 2015-01-05 10:30:20 | 57.58 | 86% |
489 | 2014-12-30 04:27:33 | 56.82 | 87% |