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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 403 | 2013-04-03 19:43:46 | 43.75 | 95% |
| 329 | 2013-03-28 21:00:10 | 38.16 | 92% |