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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 587 | 2012-09-18 10:58:14 | 55.60 | 93% |
| 542 | 2012-09-17 09:19:47 | 54.43 | 94% |
| 462 | 2012-09-15 14:45:43 | 49.26 | 92% |
| 91 | 2012-09-09 02:01:04 | 37.24 | 87% |