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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 244 | 2015-02-02 18:34:28 | 56.49 | 98% |
| 243 | 2015-02-02 18:33:20 | 54.42 | 96% |