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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 121 | 2011-12-18 23:41:59 | 75.90 | 91% |
| 47 | 2011-12-11 18:57:27 | 71.63 | 89% |
| 21 | 2011-12-11 04:30:38 | 62.87 | 86% |