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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 604 | 2011-10-08 19:55:18 | 77.20 | 94% |
| 539 | 2011-10-05 19:08:23 | 61.52 | 86% |