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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 691 | 2011-11-09 12:39:47 | 55.02 | 89% |
| 271 | 2009-10-30 13:38:49 | 46.06 | |
| 197 | 2009-07-02 09:43:54 | 34.98 |