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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 767 | 2017-06-21 02:04:08 | 114.32 | 97% |
| 313 | 2017-06-16 08:01:29 | 97.73 | 97% |