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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 741 | 2015-12-31 15:27:20 | 53.38 | 92% |
| 317 | 2015-12-10 06:35:02 | 48.42 | 88% |