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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 701 | 2012-01-05 01:37:14 | 56.02 | 97% |
| 489 | 2011-12-02 09:28:22 | 49.32 | 96% |