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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 885 | 2017-06-19 16:01:24 | 52.78 | 95% |
| 135 | 2017-05-23 17:16:38 | 36.75 | 78% |