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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 210 | 2011-08-27 14:50:34 | 70.81 | 91% |
| 186 | 2011-08-27 05:53:26 | 76.33 | 95% |