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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 88 | 2015-12-07 17:24:38 | 86.54 | 95% |
| 65 | 2015-12-07 04:55:50 | 79.13 | 89% |