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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 581 | 2013-10-10 11:17:20 | 62.38 | 93% |
| 464 | 2013-08-20 04:42:34 | 55.30 | 94% |
| 347 | 2013-07-25 04:51:29 | 54.92 | 95% |