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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 904 | 2011-08-15 03:49:42 | 51.37 | 95% |
| 332 | 2011-07-23 05:14:29 | 54.83 | 95% |
| 278 | 2011-07-22 12:34:26 | 47.96 | 90% |