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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1554 | 2015-07-03 12:08:30 | 97.22 | 90% |
| 1484 | 2015-07-01 08:52:30 | 68.63 | 79% |