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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1970 | 2012-08-26 14:15:45 | 53.83 | 98% |
| 387 | 2012-06-23 04:58:27 | 37.73 | 96% |
| 109 | 2012-06-21 04:22:57 | 35.17 | 95% |