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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 743 | 2011-10-25 10:52:57 | 48.21 | 95% |
| 112 | 2011-09-28 09:11:27 | 35.98 | 92% |
| 36 | 2011-09-28 06:22:32 | 34.39 | 90% |