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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1022 | 2014-03-11 13:44:15 | 59.82 | 97% |
| 572 | 2014-01-17 12:47:39 | 44.24 | 93% |