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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1381 | 2011-05-29 10:08:04 | 68.37 | 93% |
| 414 | 2011-05-06 15:29:02 | 56.40 | 91% |