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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 108 | 2017-01-20 16:41:24 | 116.88 | 95% |
| 79 | 2017-01-03 23:55:00 | 102.36 | 89% |