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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 465 | 2011-07-24 11:52:27 | 64.05 | 94% |
| 459 | 2011-07-24 11:37:03 | 57.72 | 90% |
| 117 | 2011-06-18 14:39:34 | 72.56 | 96% |
| 78 | 2011-06-17 17:55:02 | 56.29 | 92% |