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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 944 | 2013-12-27 21:17:56 | 69.60 | 93% |
| 125 | 2013-11-01 22:57:23 | 60.06 | 91% |