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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2427 | 2015-06-06 18:04:12 | 77.28 | 98% |
| 454 | 2015-02-10 23:49:39 | 55.00 | 88% |
| 54 | 2015-02-07 22:53:10 | 54.87 | 88% |