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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1288 | 2015-06-08 21:54:47 | 84.81 | 99% |
| 351 | 2015-04-30 19:55:19 | 65.01 | 94% |