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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 387 | 2015-02-24 10:54:19 | 135.05 | 97% |
| 320 | 2015-02-16 14:00:05 | 120.19 | 95% |
| 228 | 2013-11-13 11:15:01 | 97.77 | 88% |