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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1036 | 2013-01-17 10:23:20 | 46.04 | 89% |
| 1021 | 2013-01-03 16:32:19 | 44.09 | 86% |