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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 296 | 2020-07-25 09:14:15 | 83.19 | 95% |
| 112 | 2019-07-18 08:28:54 | 65.79 | 94% |