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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 66 | 2016-12-16 15:42:45 | 65.45 | 96% |
| 40 | 2016-12-16 08:43:16 | 47.61 | 85% |