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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 413 | 2012-06-25 01:26:10 | 40.26 | 94% |
| 316 | 2012-06-12 08:02:45 | 30.64 | 86% |