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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 728 | 2014-04-02 08:12:50 | 45.21 | 93% |
| 135 | 2013-10-24 12:38:58 | 36.98 | 92% |