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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 172 | 2012-01-09 18:24:36 | 86.90 | 95% |
| 72 | 2011-11-13 15:36:51 | 88.45 | 97% |
| 43 | 2011-10-18 16:22:27 | 84.94 | 95% |