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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 889 | 2016-12-16 11:50:44 | 46.37 | 94% |
| 725 | 2016-12-15 10:44:46 | 44.64 | 95% |