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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 26 | 2012-02-22 18:35:03 | 63.44 | 98% |
| 3 | 2012-02-22 18:07:05 | 69.56 | 98% |