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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 962 | 2016-09-15 10:56:13 | 62.54 | 94% |
| 272 | 2016-08-25 06:37:26 | 54.00 | 93% |