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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2185 | 2020-11-27 01:49:52 | 50.00 | 97% |
| 1939 | 2020-11-16 19:52:27 | 51.48 | 97% |