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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 289 | 2014-03-23 03:15:40 | 58.59 | 92% |
| 48 | 2014-03-16 08:32:14 | 54.84 | 92% |
| 32 | 2014-03-15 06:44:54 | 59.34 | 95% |