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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 982 | 2011-11-23 07:46:11 | 78.20 | 92% |
| 925 | 2011-09-27 09:13:31 | 65.68 | 88% |
| 558 | 2011-07-15 05:59:19 | 53.71 | 91% |