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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1197 | 2013-02-25 19:36:33 | 53.85 | 89% |
| 176 | 2013-01-22 16:19:34 | 47.81 | 92% |
| 52 | 2013-01-19 00:50:36 | 50.14 | 96% |