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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3460 | 2020-01-20 00:05:54 | 120.68 | 97% |
| 1910 | 2019-12-22 18:16:52 | 111.26 | 98% |