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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 528 | 2015-10-17 00:59:35 | 83.84 | 92% |
| 214 | 2015-10-13 21:11:26 | 72.87 | 92% |