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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 679 | 2012-10-26 15:05:07 | 64.30 | 95% |
| 396 | 2012-08-22 13:12:40 | 52.77 | 94% |
| 55 | 2011-11-11 13:17:15 | 46.31 | 91% |