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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2182 | 2017-09-06 11:47:49 | 46.45 | 89% |
| 628 | 2017-05-20 12:07:34 | 42.58 | 87% |