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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 800 | 2014-03-22 06:18:54 | 56.42 | 88% |
| 163 | 2014-01-08 04:49:57 | 66.52 | 100% |