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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1285 | 2009-04-26 01:32:15 | 113.84 | |
| 1200 | 2009-04-24 05:48:20 | 104.71 | |
| 713 | 2009-04-18 06:19:39 | 86.80 |