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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 355 | 2013-08-15 17:27:22 | 51.89 | 91% |
| 309 | 2013-06-22 16:38:44 | 37.20 | 80% |
| 101 | 2013-03-17 20:47:04 | 39.32 | 91% |