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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 329 | 2014-08-08 02:58:20 | 74.43 | 98% |
| 82 | 2014-05-20 23:00:05 | 49.35 | 96% |