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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1280 | 2012-03-05 05:20:32 | 68.52 | 92% |
| 1232 | 2012-02-28 03:56:01 | 79.25 | 98% |
| 580 | 2012-02-04 23:54:26 | 53.50 | 89% |
| 92 | 2012-01-24 03:12:31 | 45.92 | 91% |