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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 473 | 2013-04-26 18:40:07 | 48.18 | 88% |
| 468 | 2013-04-26 18:34:54 | 44.99 | 90% |