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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 156 | 2014-06-23 23:44:53 | 67.15 | 88% |
| 112 | 2013-10-18 21:12:19 | 84.61 | 92% |