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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 176 | 2012-09-19 14:28:33 | 42.10 | 96% |
| 149 | 2011-04-06 12:13:21 | 39.43 | 94% |