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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 183 | 2012-04-27 06:16:36 | 99.94 | 95% |
| 104 | 2012-04-17 02:42:37 | 89.31 | 89% |
| 85 | 2012-04-11 07:37:20 | 103.51 | 98% |