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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 954 | 2015-07-18 10:00:28 | 72.58 | 94% |
| 65 | 2015-05-14 11:00:56 | 70.56 | 94% |