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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 662 | 2014-03-21 10:33:19 | 104.43 | 95% |
| 397 | 2013-06-10 09:26:23 | 65.95 | 90% |