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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1182 | 2014-03-08 06:52:40 | 103.59 | 95% |
1147 | 2014-02-24 03:19:49 | 106.03 | 97% |