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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1438 | 2012-09-25 18:32:30 | 62.72 | 87% |
| 126 | 2011-03-04 10:01:31 | 54.10 |