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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1411 | 2013-11-11 10:47:11 | 66.05 | 94% |
| 1137 | 2013-10-25 07:08:36 | 74.02 | 96% |