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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 367 | 2014-01-26 23:19:06 | 81.26 | 97% |
| 224 | 2014-01-23 01:51:10 | 80.71 | 96% |