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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 899 | 2011-05-04 09:17:51 | 87.06 | 94% |
| 687 | 2011-04-16 12:10:58 | 79.04 | |
| 397 | 2011-03-25 15:03:33 | 79.72 |