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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 503 | 2015-06-19 19:29:31 | 50.19 | 88% |
| 283 | 2015-05-15 14:14:06 | 53.77 | 95% |
| 241 | 2015-04-22 13:14:05 | 53.40 | 95% |