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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1496 | 2012-03-27 02:00:40 | 66.46 | 97% |
| 176 | 2011-07-24 06:16:38 | 53.55 | 98% |