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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 740 | 2015-07-13 14:40:17 | 40.59 | 91% |
| 571 | 2015-06-17 09:10:47 | 40.42 | 91% |
| 200 | 2015-06-03 00:31:58 | 46.56 | 93% |