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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 587 | 2015-03-30 18:07:00 | 79.36 | 96% |
| 126 | 2015-02-09 22:52:00 | 76.10 | 96% |