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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1057 | 2013-04-09 16:58:04 | 43.03 | 93% |
| 560 | 2013-03-27 17:29:31 | 47.94 | 92% |
| 31 | 2013-03-20 13:13:33 | 40.61 | 90% |