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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 391 | 2016-12-07 16:03:50 | 74.44 | 98% |
| 189 | 2016-08-31 05:51:39 | 53.91 | 88% |