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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652 | 2016-12-01 19:35:42 | 48.24 | 94% |
299 | 2016-11-09 18:49:14 | 46.92 | 95% |