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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 201 | 2016-10-11 17:44:11 | 91.29 | 93% |
| 132 | 2016-10-02 21:35:16 | 93.90 | 98% |