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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1295 | 2011-12-05 17:49:11 | 76.80 | 94% |
| 312 | 2011-08-03 02:06:19 | 70.48 | 93% |
| 55 | 2011-07-31 05:44:28 | 77.36 | 97% |