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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 981 | 2015-05-06 13:34:38 | 78.23 | 92% |
| 411 | 2015-04-28 08:01:30 | 75.24 | 84% |