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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 657 | 2015-06-24 18:43:27 | 44.46 | 93% |
| 427 | 2014-05-01 02:33:24 | 42.30 | 91% |