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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 210 | 2014-06-01 15:57:50 | 103.85 | 95% |
| 50 | 2014-04-10 13:17:44 | 83.65 | 89% |