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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 720 | 2012-08-20 19:36:37 | 24.38 | 88% |
| 28 | 2012-06-06 21:24:40 | 23.33 | 90% |