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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 614 | 2013-12-19 15:54:07 | 73.44 | 94% |
| 42 | 2013-11-20 14:14:58 | 51.86 | 90% |