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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 287 | 2013-11-15 21:15:18 | 71.72 | 89% |
| 256 | 2013-11-14 20:31:59 | 88.43 | 94% |
| 61 | 2013-11-03 02:43:48 | 82.76 | 90% |