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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 376 | 2014-10-17 03:48:11 | 58.39 | 94% |
| 69 | 2014-06-30 05:46:27 | 40.98 | 89% |