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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 441 | 2013-12-12 03:21:55 | 83.92 | 93% |
| 271 | 2012-12-31 02:24:35 | 95.96 | 94% |
| 54 | 2012-12-27 02:50:02 | 78.40 | 91% |