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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 693 | 2016-10-05 06:30:01 | 93.34 | 92% |
| 682 | 2016-09-28 02:23:36 | 82.97 | 89% |