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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 954 | 2013-11-01 16:29:22 | 67.75 | 95% |
| 915 | 2013-09-14 00:00:04 | 58.59 | 91% |
| 398 | 2013-07-19 11:55:24 | 69.39 | 98% |