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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 289 | 2012-10-04 02:34:02 | 64.98 | 96% |
| 93 | 2012-09-30 20:01:21 | 55.72 | 98% |