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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 766 | 2017-06-10 13:43:20 | 60.06 | 98% |
| 430 | 2017-03-29 17:54:49 | 48.71 | 96% |