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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 455 | 2013-10-31 09:45:47 | 63.01 | 92% |
| 266 | 2013-10-28 06:12:31 | 52.29 | 87% |