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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 176 | 2012-08-30 01:03:08 | 90.41 | 95% |
| 92 | 2012-03-28 22:16:11 | 92.12 | 95% |
| 49 | 2012-03-28 02:31:08 | 100.07 | 98% |