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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 527 | 2014-01-09 07:11:51 | 79.11 | 93% |
| 71 | 2013-12-13 21:34:03 | 96.16 | 95% |