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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 975 | 2014-03-07 16:37:16 | 53.96 | 97% |
| 70 | 2013-06-18 09:51:25 | 40.20 | 94% |