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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1376 | 2012-04-13 16:55:54 | 78.29 | 92% |
| 1300 | 2012-04-06 19:23:58 | 72.90 | 90% |