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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 574 | 2017-08-03 15:19:12 | 53.21 | 93% |
| 519 | 2017-07-28 21:43:18 | 57.17 | 95% |