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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 249 | 2011-07-20 10:05:24 | 89.97 | 88% |
| 150 | 2011-07-09 00:09:05 | 110.28 | 97% |
| 86 | 2011-06-30 14:10:41 | 94.25 | 95% |