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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152 | 2016-11-07 03:40:33 | 90.52 | 96% |
98 | 2016-04-04 05:14:15 | 86.40 | 97% |
84 | 2016-01-13 01:18:49 | 92.70 | 99% |