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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 142 | 2014-08-01 21:21:23 | 93.47 | 94% |
| 73 | 2014-05-09 21:38:33 | 81.52 | 89% |