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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 164 | 2016-01-24 13:03:38 | 48.90 | 91% |
| 83 | 2016-01-23 11:48:42 | 48.01 | 92% |