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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 807 | 2013-07-10 08:11:39 | 92.99 | 95% |
| 634 | 2013-07-07 21:32:53 | 103.13 | 97% |