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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1274 | 2013-10-09 02:55:09 | 102.45 | 92% |
| 544 | 2013-08-01 04:58:35 | 107.44 | 98% |