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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 221 | 2012-02-25 16:07:52 | 131.99 | 98% |
| 182 | 2012-02-25 13:31:35 | 135.66 | 100% |