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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 903 | 2016-11-25 02:21:00 | 50.83 | 93% |
| 155 | 2016-06-06 10:58:41 | 32.34 | 91% |