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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 254 | 2012-11-05 14:04:48 | 48.64 | 96% |
| 129 | 2011-06-02 19:24:55 | 43.83 | 94% |