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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 301 | 2013-11-12 15:16:44 | 57.48 | 96% |
| 289 | 2013-11-12 02:07:15 | 57.45 | 99% |