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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2092 | 2016-02-19 22:28:13 | 61.37 | 95% |
| 1812 | 2016-02-12 17:25:07 | 56.23 | 95% |