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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 512 | 2012-07-02 09:19:20 | 46.45 | 94% |
| 440 | 2012-06-24 15:49:19 | 43.64 | 95% |
| 430 | 2012-06-24 15:32:44 | 40.18 | 92% |