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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1128 | 2015-04-30 01:59:14 | 71.59 | 92% |
| 503 | 2015-03-22 20:10:14 | 77.79 | 92% |