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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 503 | 2020-08-04 10:26:05 | 73.45 | 99% |
| 260 | 2020-07-10 20:16:06 | 70.19 | 98% |