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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 691 | 2015-05-25 16:11:40 | 58.86 | 83% |
| 688 | 2015-05-25 00:15:58 | 66.79 | 92% |