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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 602 | 2018-11-13 19:04:45 | 71.84 | 97% |
| 332 | 2018-11-10 05:28:16 | 72.30 | 98% |