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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 531 | 2014-03-05 10:50:44 | 45.76 | 95% |
| 371 | 2014-02-04 09:59:50 | 38.21 | 86% |
| 178 | 2014-01-09 10:24:32 | 38.27 | 92% |