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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 258 | 2017-03-12 17:14:21 | 58.82 | 94% |
| 35 | 2017-02-23 17:02:45 | 55.82 | 98% |