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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 499 | 2015-11-16 13:40:12 | 71.08 | 94% |
| 309 | 2015-11-09 14:04:36 | 62.26 | 88% |