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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4445 | 2019-06-07 17:04:14 | 70.33 | 95% |
| 1425 | 2019-03-12 17:30:17 | 70.92 | 95% |
| 999 | 2019-03-04 18:54:58 | 60.79 | 94% |