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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 916 | 2017-06-17 00:12:08 | 87.39 | 97% |
| 247 | 2017-04-27 15:51:53 | 78.01 | 90% |