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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 435 | 2017-07-02 12:39:02 | 101.03 | 97% |
| 110 | 2017-05-21 09:18:00 | 115.12 | 97% |