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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1097 | 2012-04-25 08:57:36 | 56.63 | 92% |
| 1084 | 2012-04-25 08:37:52 | 52.42 | 91% |
| 538 | 2012-02-12 10:22:03 | 48.59 | 93% |