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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 620 | 2014-08-07 20:35:37 | 69.86 | 99% |
| 199 | 2014-07-23 19:17:04 | 41.02 | 93% |