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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 380 | 2013-03-08 12:54:02 | 59.38 | 95% |
| 23 | 2012-09-05 13:26:48 | 51.58 | 96% |