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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 344 | 2015-07-10 09:05:13 | 125.81 | 95% |
| 329 | 2015-04-25 03:59:25 | 131.34 | 97% |