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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 224 | 2015-10-10 13:42:10 | 60.66 | 95% |
| 223 | 2015-10-10 13:41:01 | 57.80 | 95% |