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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1345 | 2012-02-10 19:10:23 | 54.11 | 94% |
| 1270 | 2012-02-05 14:46:39 | 49.53 | 91% |
| 93 | 2011-11-26 17:57:00 | 51.73 | 92% |