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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2461 | 2012-05-14 05:13:52 | 44.47 | 90% |
| 1641 | 2012-02-12 11:39:46 | 34.60 | 87% |