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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1953 | 2012-09-02 23:37:10 | 51.90 | 92% |
| 1365 | 2012-07-22 03:50:36 | 45.28 | 88% |