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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 206 | 2012-10-09 06:48:01 | 74.94 | 100% |
| 153 | 2012-10-08 21:30:01 | 62.73 | 95% |