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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1225 | 2016-05-17 22:09:18 | 90.62 | 96% |
| 1119 | 2016-01-31 18:22:59 | 81.33 | 93% |