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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 635 | 2015-08-07 19:30:53 | 42.27 | 96% |
| 193 | 2015-05-22 16:36:45 | 26.06 | 96% |