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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 462 | 2015-10-08 04:35:42 | 39.32 | 83% |
| 352 | 2015-09-30 12:36:10 | 42.43 | 90% |