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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 456 | 2011-07-02 16:42:24 | 44.65 | 95% |
| 65 | 2011-06-18 01:52:34 | 38.15 | 93% |