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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 108 | 2011-11-23 18:18:22 | 66.91 | 94% |
| 89 | 2011-11-23 17:53:04 | 50.04 | 86% |