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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 364 | 2016-03-13 22:06:55 | 114.33 | 96% |
| 311 | 2016-03-13 21:17:50 | 97.51 | 91% |
| 69 | 2016-03-02 21:12:46 | 96.30 | 90% |