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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 298 | 2013-03-20 01:48:29 | 70.27 | 94% |
| 58 | 2013-01-17 06:03:47 | 66.17 | 91% |
| 33 | 2013-01-15 03:40:36 | 64.84 | 92% |