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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 159 | 2014-06-25 19:27:15 | 29.66 | 86% |
| 88 | 2014-06-22 17:13:33 | 29.86 | 89% |