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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 591 | 2015-06-10 20:42:55 | 59.30 | 91% |
| 247 | 2015-04-17 00:48:16 | 55.93 | 96% |
| 40 | 2015-03-11 02:12:44 | 52.17 | 95% |