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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 998 | 2013-08-27 08:22:54 | 43.85 | 92% |
| 353 | 2013-07-10 08:48:11 | 34.69 | 84% |