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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1149 | 2013-08-10 03:50:21 | 36.33 | 97% |
| 1102 | 2013-08-09 07:21:11 | 38.47 | 97% |
| 980 | 2013-08-07 07:35:53 | 35.09 | 94% |