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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1168 | 2016-07-04 12:33:04 | 75.82 | 90% |
| 1115 | 2016-03-08 21:44:39 | 72.75 | 88% |