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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 682 | 2013-08-01 16:17:39 | 59.54 | 94% |
| 420 | 2013-07-23 16:46:16 | 45.70 | 94% |
| 178 | 2013-07-11 15:53:19 | 46.26 | 95% |