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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1476 | 2012-05-05 19:33:49 | 82.34 | 90% |
| 1221 | 2012-04-30 22:37:13 | 81.45 | 90% |