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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 697 | 2016-04-21 13:51:56 | 75.40 | 97% |
| 646 | 2015-12-20 16:11:12 | 84.18 | 96% |