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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1075 | 2016-01-03 23:50:39 | 93.15 | 95% |
| 428 | 2012-08-13 22:32:52 | 80.78 | 90% |