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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 479 | 2016-02-25 14:24:46 | 61.42 | 87% |
| 385 | 2016-02-24 14:50:24 | 56.02 | 90% |
| 166 | 2016-02-19 05:04:14 | 57.76 | 94% |