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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 319 | 2013-11-13 18:30:41 | 93.27 | 90% |
| 107 | 2012-04-10 15:05:52 | 99.70 | 93% |