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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 514 | 2016-06-25 18:16:23 | 35.48 | 91% |
| 156 | 2016-03-05 19:18:02 | 26.36 | 86% |