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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1494 | 2012-10-16 09:49:01 | 72.05 | 97% |
| 684 | 2011-06-13 19:40:50 | 52.02 | 92% |