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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1080 | 2011-07-04 19:59:58 | 45.62 | 94% |
| 912 | 2011-06-14 21:30:43 | 38.63 | 84% |
| 601 | 2011-05-29 20:01:10 | 31.34 | 82% |
| 569 | 2011-05-29 18:40:55 | 32.07 | 86% |