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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 620 | 2014-04-20 17:19:47 | 50.07 | 90% |
| 482 | 2014-04-17 09:11:29 | 45.19 | 85% |