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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2120 | 2012-09-13 06:06:41 | 77.71 | 92% |
| 599 | 2012-02-21 01:32:30 | 78.15 | 94% |
| 409 | 2012-02-16 06:15:31 | 82.76 | 95% |