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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1080 | 2011-12-08 09:08:44 | 102.41 | 98% |
| 770 | 2011-12-05 08:26:28 | 99.91 | 97% |