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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 973 | 2012-02-08 18:56:52 | 44.58 | 95% |
| 896 | 2012-02-04 10:57:11 | 46.16 | 92% |
| 64 | 2012-01-09 19:36:01 | 42.27 | 92% |