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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 909 | 2016-06-23 19:30:01 | 76.50 | 98% |
| 798 | 2016-06-22 19:55:30 | 71.59 | 96% |
| 88 | 2016-05-26 16:00:25 | 69.39 | 99% |