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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 507 | 2016-02-06 05:00:55 | 80.28 | 93% |
| 285 | 2015-12-20 00:27:24 | 74.49 | 94% |