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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1102 | 2012-09-12 03:27:01 | 54.47 | 92% |
| 817 | 2012-05-06 22:55:36 | 54.88 | 94% |
| 549 | 2012-05-01 21:42:59 | 48.55 | 95% |
| 46 | 2012-04-15 22:14:48 | 32.05 | 86% |