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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 364 | 2016-04-21 16:26:31 | 78.74 | 92% |
| 29 | 2016-03-10 17:49:58 | 67.37 | 86% |