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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 264 | 2011-08-09 17:28:32 | 46.73 | 95% |
| 191 | 2011-07-14 20:44:21 | 42.22 | 95% |
| 87 | 2011-06-30 22:21:38 | 45.05 | 93% |