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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 222 | 2014-03-15 14:19:46 | 90.68 | 95% |
| 98 | 2013-03-15 12:16:08 | 75.72 | 93% |