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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 506 | 2013-09-26 04:33:09 | 70.04 | 97% |
| 365 | 2012-04-19 17:29:49 | 53.31 | 90% |