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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 301 | 2016-08-05 05:21:00 | 71.52 | 97% |
| 179 | 2016-07-26 08:36:25 | 68.33 | 98% |