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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 969 | 2012-08-13 13:22:21 | 59.89 | 98% |
| 550 | 2012-08-02 06:08:54 | 46.76 | 92% |
| 210 | 2012-07-21 09:55:50 | 47.27 | 92% |