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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1084 | 2014-06-01 18:35:03 | 92.80 | 91% |
| 281 | 2014-05-13 08:24:32 | 107.47 | 97% |