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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1297 | 2016-06-07 08:20:22 | 63.40 | 96% |
| 898 | 2012-10-11 12:25:25 | 55.26 | 94% |