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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 510 | 2011-07-13 01:23:03 | 66.02 | 94% |
| 483 | 2011-07-11 13:27:40 | 65.73 | 94% |
| 398 | 2011-07-09 06:31:23 | 62.01 | 92% |