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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1006 | 2016-08-24 23:01:13 | 65.33 | 89% |
| 760 | 2016-08-12 04:21:17 | 61.87 | 90% |