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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 400 | 2013-05-15 19:25:06 | 55.38 | 94% |
| 387 | 2013-05-15 15:04:42 | 55.66 | 94% |