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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 749 | 2017-02-02 09:10:57 | 44.79 | 74% |
| 174 | 2017-01-09 12:42:38 | 41.25 | 75% |