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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 765 | 2012-12-12 08:06:56 | 126.10 | 98% |
| 204 | 2012-03-07 08:11:28 | 121.46 | 97% |