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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 501 | 2014-06-03 19:00:48 | 83.61 | 91% |
| 463 | 2014-05-16 11:57:52 | 77.96 | 90% |