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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 150 | 2012-10-24 20:42:10 | 138.53 | 99% |
| 128 | 2012-10-24 16:29:53 | 119.71 | 95% |