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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 498 | 2012-08-07 01:21:45 | 47.86 | 95% |
| 53 | 2012-06-01 19:58:08 | 39.30 | 96% |