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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 705 | 2016-08-29 00:03:15 | 85.73 | 92% |
| 679 | 2016-08-25 00:07:01 | 88.13 | 94% |