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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 212 | 2013-10-24 05:14:41 | 58.28 | 91% |
| 190 | 2013-10-22 12:48:40 | 54.58 | 89% |