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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 127 | 2016-05-30 00:59:42 | 80.06 | 96% |
| 108 | 2016-05-28 20:49:13 | 79.83 | 93% |