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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 287 | 2017-02-03 17:42:31 | 55.57 | 95% |
| 175 | 2014-09-26 14:35:43 | 52.46 | 92% |