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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 241 | 2015-06-24 23:47:48 | 56.87 | 92% |
| 200 | 2015-06-16 01:20:43 | 64.85 | 96% |
| 164 | 2015-06-10 09:35:34 | 55.84 | 95% |