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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 834 | 2015-07-17 17:49:04 | 88.03 | 90% |
| 490 | 2015-02-27 09:58:03 | 117.34 | 95% |
| 287 | 2014-11-24 18:06:59 | 101.40 | 94% |