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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 908 | 2015-12-21 02:17:07 | 75.85 | 87% |
| 354 | 2015-01-10 14:57:38 | 80.38 | 94% |