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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 136 | 2016-03-22 05:20:55 | 77.41 | 92% |
| 58 | 2016-03-11 15:20:08 | 80.29 | 94% |