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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 121 | 2016-01-11 22:03:03 | 55.75 | 93% |
| 30 | 2015-04-30 21:22:44 | 59.11 | 97% |