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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1191 | 2015-01-28 06:54:47 | 92.22 | 96% |
| 893 | 2015-01-15 03:18:38 | 98.28 | 92% |