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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 903 | 2019-04-16 01:00:24 | 75.68 | 98% |
| 483 | 2016-12-31 16:48:39 | 65.39 | 94% |