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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1020 | 2012-07-13 12:55:06 | 34.04 | 99% |
| 646 | 2012-03-13 12:51:25 | 33.65 | 97% |
| 620 | 2012-03-07 13:26:29 | 31.86 | 96% |
| 163 | 2011-12-02 17:22:53 | 25.81 | 95% |