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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 639 | 2015-06-25 10:20:13 | 65.92 | 96% |
| 225 | 2015-03-29 08:31:36 | 61.06 | 93% |