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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1537 | 2012-06-17 06:04:08 | 80.05 | 91% |
| 1517 | 2012-06-10 05:53:24 | 89.20 | 95% |
| 813 | 2012-03-27 03:01:48 | 72.54 | 90% |