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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 437 | 2011-11-19 18:44:28 | 83.32 | 100% |
| 209 | 2011-11-12 13:13:48 | 86.01 | 98% |
| 93 | 2011-11-11 12:41:50 | 76.94 | 97% |