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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 232 | 2012-09-02 13:49:06 | 42.69 | 92% |
| 184 | 2012-08-11 13:42:41 | 38.35 | 93% |