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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 687 | 2013-04-02 09:25:42 | 55.20 | 86% |
| 97 | 2012-06-09 10:11:09 | 44.23 | 81% |