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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 495 | 2015-04-03 16:34:09 | 72.15 | 95% |
| 316 | 2015-03-22 17:06:35 | 76.78 | 100% |