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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 462 | 2018-03-31 10:19:51 | 73.41 | 97% |
| 349 | 2018-03-05 19:42:39 | 57.53 | 96% |