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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1358 | 2010-09-10 02:44:00 | 95.86 | |
1123 | 2010-09-03 03:25:14 | 95.68 |