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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 578 | 2011-09-01 08:23:35 | 66.18 | 95% |
| 491 | 2011-08-31 06:51:58 | 68.63 | 94% |