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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 194 | 2013-02-26 05:39:25 | 84.60 | 96% |
| 21 | 2013-02-20 16:34:38 | 74.29 | 89% |