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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 137 | 2016-11-14 16:35:03 | 71.97 | 95% |
| 103 | 2016-10-10 15:35:51 | 69.75 | 94% |