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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1049 | 2013-12-31 08:58:24 | 36.95 | 90% |
| 977 | 2013-12-18 08:03:35 | 38.55 | 91% |