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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 702 | 2011-12-02 09:28:44 | 35.82 | 82% |
| 476 | 2011-11-04 07:50:32 | 46.41 | 86% |