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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 563 | 2011-10-19 07:13:37 | 55.26 | 93% |
| 307 | 2010-11-07 13:34:05 | 41.17 |