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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 117 | 2012-04-24 18:27:07 | 39.76 | 84% |
| 103 | 2012-04-24 18:01:14 | 42.42 | 89% |
| 47 | 2012-04-16 18:12:46 | 40.77 | 87% |
| 32 | 2012-03-09 19:38:49 | 36.63 | 86% |