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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3637 | 2017-10-03 18:36:25 | 128.70 | 98% |
2987 | 2017-06-30 10:20:05 | 135.10 | 98% |
69 | 2014-02-06 19:38:43 | 112.98 | 95% |