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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 959 | 2016-11-22 07:11:26 | 77.41 | 97% |
| 366 | 2016-06-28 07:46:47 | 62.12 | 92% |