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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 852 | 2020-10-04 04:40:17 | 46.80 | 94% |
| 636 | 2020-09-25 01:02:06 | 45.35 | 95% |