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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1729 | 2012-09-10 13:54:10 | 35.42 | 91% |
| 1263 | 2012-07-24 16:35:18 | 32.26 | 90% |
| 1139 | 2012-07-23 07:17:28 | 31.45 | 88% |