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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 381 | 2016-01-18 11:21:03 | 79.53 | 98% |
| 275 | 2016-01-16 09:58:28 | 62.05 | 95% |