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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 582 | 2015-08-22 13:56:48 | 58.41 | 89% |
| 52 | 2015-03-29 06:26:30 | 30.22 | 82% |