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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 437 | 2012-06-09 15:44:21 | 77.45 | 96% |
| 121 | 2011-02-19 12:25:27 | 65.01 |