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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 664 | 2016-02-06 16:58:12 | 74.71 | 95% |
| 190 | 2011-07-20 09:52:34 | 70.92 | 97% |