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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 577 | 2015-01-15 20:24:53 | 68.49 | 92% |
| 250 | 2014-12-16 18:46:41 | 68.51 | 92% |