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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1280 | 2017-05-09 19:55:22 | 55.41 | 89% |
| 354 | 2015-11-17 18:22:38 | 33.84 | 79% |