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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1250 | 2015-09-16 14:04:03 | 41.59 | 89% |
| 753 | 2015-03-31 15:24:26 | 40.61 | 90% |
| 553 | 2015-03-21 10:15:27 | 32.68 | 81% |