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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 971 | 2010-11-25 12:48:07 | 35.64 | |
| 784 | 2010-11-16 06:26:57 | 25.00 | |
| 241 | 2010-11-01 03:54:26 | 25.86 |