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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 912 | 2011-10-06 23:14:21 | 81.22 | 96% |
| 39 | 2011-09-03 15:41:14 | 73.05 | 95% |