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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 926 | 2012-03-07 15:10:08 | 82.05 | 93% |
| 419 | 2010-04-07 08:48:52 | 71.40 |