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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 796 | 2014-06-30 07:01:56 | 37.64 | 95% |
| 710 | 2014-06-21 14:34:08 | 31.58 | 93% |
| 529 | 2014-02-07 03:26:09 | 32.94 | 91% |