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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1208 | 2013-02-13 17:27:24 | 68.13 | 97% |
| 638 | 2012-06-30 10:42:53 | 63.92 | 94% |