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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 181 | 2011-10-30 00:13:44 | 91.96 | 96% |
| 68 | 2011-06-10 01:29:29 | 79.69 | 92% |