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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 503 | 2014-07-01 15:08:32 | 58.60 | 98% |
| 246 | 2014-06-17 16:26:54 | 50.29 | 94% |