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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1077 | 2016-12-08 06:59:49 | 54.31 | 93% |
| 932 | 2016-09-02 02:49:34 | 50.87 | 93% |
| 683 | 2016-03-16 05:52:55 | 52.00 | 93% |