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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 754 | 2013-10-17 23:31:36 | 101.72 | 92% |
| 315 | 2012-06-30 23:24:13 | 98.19 | 95% |