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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1173 | 2011-07-01 13:47:29 | 28.61 | 87% |
| 1150 | 2011-06-29 15:04:46 | 40.19 | 96% |