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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 535 | 2014-06-20 17:58:41 | 79.82 | 97% |
| 283 | 2014-02-24 11:30:07 | 82.83 | 97% |
| 18 | 2014-02-13 15:47:33 | 78.13 | 97% |