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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 854 | 2016-10-23 23:38:02 | 98.25 | 95% |
| 629 | 2016-10-16 17:13:57 | 91.60 | 87% |