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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 20 | 2012-08-30 14:54:34 | 38.06 | 95% |
| 5 | 2012-08-26 16:22:15 | 30.77 | 88% |