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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 157 | 2013-10-28 16:38:28 | 39.66 | 89% |
| 67 | 2013-10-27 09:06:44 | 45.42 | 95% |