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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 834 | 2013-01-27 15:56:03 | 63.11 | 92% |
| 652 | 2013-01-20 16:54:41 | 68.54 | 96% |
| 379 | 2013-01-08 13:58:55 | 66.63 | 98% |
| 199 | 2013-01-06 14:41:26 | 65.41 | 93% |