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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 137 | 2012-10-07 07:44:07 | 113.26 | 96% |
| 10 | 2012-10-03 04:43:13 | 98.98 | 96% |