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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 644 | 2014-03-08 15:52:12 | 72.96 | 95% |
| 152 | 2013-04-09 02:51:40 | 56.01 | 84% |