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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 127 | 2016-08-24 05:00:13 | 66.19 | 92% |
| 17 | 2016-05-18 08:58:12 | 65.77 | 92% |