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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1461 | 2011-11-17 03:10:59 | 96.63 | 97% |
| 613 | 2011-10-14 09:00:40 | 70.33 | 95% |