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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1289 | 2011-07-26 13:26:10 | 90.01 | 96% |
| 1190 | 2011-07-21 11:44:13 | 89.69 | 94% |
| 816 | 2011-07-11 12:00:16 | 85.41 | 96% |