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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 650 | 2011-06-10 02:47:15 | 43.06 | 84% |
| 395 | 2011-06-02 01:00:59 | 39.76 | 84% |
| 32 | 2011-05-06 05:07:40 | 38.02 | 83% |