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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 955 | 2013-01-07 15:33:21 | 64.19 | 94% |
| 951 | 2013-01-06 06:35:29 | 61.73 | 93% |
| 946 | 2013-01-06 06:30:18 | 55.72 | 88% |