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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 814 | 2014-04-06 19:10:18 | 44.03 | 88% |
| 149 | 2014-03-06 22:34:20 | 55.08 | 98% |