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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 862 | 2012-01-06 11:12:49 | 70.03 | 99% |
| 678 | 2011-12-29 10:54:25 | 69.33 | 98% |
| 445 | 2011-12-22 11:21:04 | 70.23 | 98% |