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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 545 | 2015-10-15 02:56:44 | 35.32 | 89% |
| 118 | 2015-09-27 03:18:33 | 30.30 | 91% |