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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 563 | 2015-05-07 14:58:50 | 34.78 | 96% |
| 294 | 2015-05-01 04:48:51 | 34.59 | 95% |