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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 621 | 2015-03-23 03:42:03 | 71.18 | 96% |
| 344 | 2015-03-14 19:29:40 | 75.17 | 95% |