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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1084 | 2016-12-28 13:10:49 | 51.19 | 96% |
| 1042 | 2016-12-27 04:30:46 | 52.64 | 95% |