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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 502 | 2016-04-29 23:21:20 | 90.37 | 95% |
| 329 | 2012-07-24 16:35:28 | 28.86 | 92% |