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 |
---|---|---|---|
1206 | 2010-10-17 07:06:18 | 64.99 | |
963 | 2010-09-12 10:31:17 | 56.94 | |
860 | 2010-09-07 10:15:51 | 63.87 | |
509 | 2010-08-22 16:47:46 | 52.28 |