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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1152 | 2012-09-04 19:43:59 | 51.80 | 92% |
| 745 | 2012-05-19 19:23:06 | 35.86 | 90% |