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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 189 | 2013-11-27 08:04:45 | 59.71 | 95% |
| 32 | 2013-10-20 11:00:00 | 65.67 | 98% |