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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1057 | 2017-03-06 12:04:02 | 86.26 | 96% |
| 300 | 2017-01-18 14:54:42 | 82.69 | 97% |