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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 25 | 2011-11-16 15:31:00 | 59.90 | 90% |
| 24 | 2011-11-16 15:29:34 | 52.59 | 85% |