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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 722 | 2014-01-30 18:51:29 | 69.33 | 93% |
| 441 | 2011-09-27 20:00:05 | 55.16 | 93% |