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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235 | 2016-07-14 20:02:15 | 59.51 | 95% |
146 | 2016-07-13 21:00:37 | 67.36 | 99% |