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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 819 | 2013-01-28 16:50:18 | 91.07 | 85% |
| 284 | 2013-01-14 14:56:08 | 79.43 | 91% |
| 162 | 2012-12-17 14:23:24 | 68.80 | 87% |
| 148 | 2012-12-12 14:35:15 | 88.83 | 92% |