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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 71 | 2012-07-28 07:59:24 | 83.36 | 96% |
| 59 | 2012-07-26 09:14:30 | 67.40 | 91% |