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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 751 | 2012-11-28 01:25:38 | 60.07 | 95% |
| 62 | 2012-10-20 18:45:03 | 55.78 | 96% |