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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 848 | 2015-04-27 15:53:05 | 68.43 | 92% |
| 281 | 2011-02-05 16:54:43 | 58.64 |