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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3714 | 2017-06-12 10:30:25 | 49.40 | 96% |
| 577 | 2017-02-07 11:00:36 | 31.03 | 94% |