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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1098 | 2016-11-22 02:47:32 | 82.84 | 90% |
| 628 | 2016-05-02 02:16:12 | 95.40 | 96% |