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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3237 | 2017-04-16 14:56:18 | 51.30 | 96% |
| 1721 | 2017-04-07 08:30:00 | 35.63 | 90% |