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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 574 | 2016-04-22 00:24:26 | 65.79 | 96% |
| 100 | 2016-01-15 22:48:41 | 55.10 | 94% |