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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 224 | 2012-12-10 14:41:14 | 41.11 | 89% |
| 216 | 2012-12-10 14:30:59 | 40.17 | 92% |
| 205 | 2012-12-10 14:14:04 | 39.54 | 88% |