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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 380 | 2016-05-30 13:53:14 | 56.19 | 89% |
| 80 | 2016-03-03 21:27:50 | 53.46 | 91% |