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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1203 | 2011-07-05 17:27:15 | 57.91 | 88% |
| 902 | 2010-10-19 17:21:33 | 56.77 |