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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 263 | 2016-04-08 18:25:06 | 89.79 | 96% |
| 213 | 2015-09-05 20:40:01 | 89.13 | 95% |