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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 746 | 2014-03-10 18:29:38 | 73.53 | 96% |
| 178 | 2014-01-24 19:33:34 | 63.97 | 94% |