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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 461 | 2016-02-03 15:44:42 | 68.69 | 93% |
| 359 | 2016-01-21 05:17:54 | 65.53 | 89% |