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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 890 | 2015-05-20 04:10:39 | 75.45 | 93% |
| 662 | 2015-05-14 05:24:03 | 85.95 | 94% |
| 583 | 2015-05-13 23:20:41 | 75.75 | 93% |