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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 321 | 2016-12-18 22:31:08 | 89.45 | 94% |
| 142 | 2016-11-24 15:07:22 | 89.05 | 97% |