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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 493 | 2016-02-26 13:00:56 | 64.10 | 90% |
| 369 | 2016-02-21 21:13:17 | 60.97 | 89% |
| 329 | 2016-02-19 11:12:32 | 65.93 | 92% |