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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 761 | 2012-07-29 06:16:00 | 124.37 | 99% |
| 490 | 2012-02-04 10:50:28 | 129.18 | 98% |
| 305 | 2012-01-29 12:11:42 | 114.27 | 94% |
| 125 | 2011-03-20 16:24:54 | 92.69 |