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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1266 | 2012-08-03 12:37:23 | 73.48 | 92% |
| 1172 | 2012-07-29 11:16:01 | 61.86 | 89% |