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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 840 | 2011-06-22 04:52:06 | 89.85 | 98% |
| 335 | 2011-05-18 21:21:45 | 64.96 | 86% |
| 10 | 2011-05-10 01:17:06 | 84.79 | 98% |