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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 811 | 2012-04-17 00:26:24 | 52.40 | 93% |
| 810 | 2012-04-17 00:25:13 | 50.95 | 94% |
| 747 | 2012-04-16 10:29:10 | 57.68 | 95% |
| 603 | 2012-04-14 10:11:17 | 55.93 | 96% |
| 365 | 2012-04-08 13:35:35 | 52.07 | 96% |