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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 485 | 2016-07-22 09:04:33 | 57.71 | 83% |
| 147 | 2012-10-19 08:30:56 | 68.70 | 90% |