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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 537 | 2016-11-29 12:15:36 | 36.01 | 84% |
| 199 | 2015-12-27 00:13:40 | 38.36 | 93% |