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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3525 | 2015-05-17 09:26:41 | 67.44 | 95% |
| 964 | 2015-04-16 08:07:40 | 73.35 | 95% |
| 257 | 2015-04-01 19:20:54 | 63.43 | 91% |