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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1387 | 2015-05-25 04:03:24 | 57.95 | 95% |
| 1170 | 2015-05-15 02:16:13 | 53.22 | 92% |
| 491 | 2015-04-11 04:30:03 | 47.84 | 95% |