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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 913 | 2011-08-20 20:35:34 | 58.17 | 92% |
| 884 | 2011-08-09 19:58:32 | 63.09 | 93% |