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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 428 | 2018-11-29 22:39:37 | 54.01 | 94% |
| 393 | 2018-11-27 21:14:37 | 50.21 | 95% |