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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 150 | 2016-06-15 23:32:03 | 55.88 | 91% |
| 86 | 2016-04-08 21:01:02 | 59.14 | 95% |