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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 138 | 2016-11-21 19:27:37 | 68.39 | 90% |
| 109 | 2016-11-11 23:57:52 | 65.82 | 89% |