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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 319 | 2014-04-02 13:49:14 | 50.27 | 96% |
| 198 | 2014-02-20 04:18:47 | 43.77 | 95% |