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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 912 | 2017-01-02 14:01:03 | 51.33 | 91% |
| 894 | 2017-01-01 07:41:50 | 60.93 | 96% |