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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 176 | 2013-08-22 22:42:42 | 127.91 | 99% |
| 141 | 2013-08-22 18:42:59 | 130.60 | 97% |