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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 157 | 2017-05-06 03:49:04 | 67.25 | 98% |
| 16 | 2017-04-26 12:15:57 | 50.44 | 94% |