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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1977 | 2015-03-22 04:49:32 | 31.39 | 97% |
| 898 | 2014-01-21 11:03:15 | 24.61 | 94% |