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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 275 | 2013-08-28 22:34:13 | 60.18 | 92% |
| 230 | 2013-06-17 04:21:05 | 54.26 | 91% |