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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 660 | 2011-08-18 03:34:23 | 101.32 | 94% |
| 397 | 2011-08-14 22:48:56 | 110.80 | 97% |