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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 505 | 2015-04-16 22:40:33 | 50.95 | 93% |
| 329 | 2015-01-01 21:40:49 | 55.12 | 98% |