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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 583 | 2017-04-14 11:02:58 | 72.30 | 99% |
| 332 | 2017-03-15 04:11:45 | 80.78 | 100% |