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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 119 | 2012-04-11 19:18:29 | 46.23 | 91% |
| 12 | 2012-01-14 05:39:38 | 38.96 | 91% |