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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 503 | 2012-02-07 17:52:48 | 99.45 | 98% |
| 77 | 2011-12-20 14:59:47 | 100.21 | 100% |