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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1165 | 2013-11-14 07:42:14 | 31.01 | 81% |
| 754 | 2013-10-30 10:31:59 | 32.90 | 90% |
| 572 | 2013-10-25 06:11:28 | 33.84 | 92% |