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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 855 | 2012-08-04 00:25:02 | 76.77 | 99% |
| 617 | 2012-06-28 19:37:54 | 61.48 | 94% |
| 557 | 2012-06-27 21:24:32 | 64.85 | 96% |