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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 284 | 2011-10-11 16:15:02 | 49.76 | 89% |
| 258 | 2011-10-10 10:04:18 | 51.38 | 93% |
| 190 | 2011-10-09 15:00:01 | 48.31 | 89% |