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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 469 | 2009-04-21 17:39:29 | 60.28 | |
| 295 | 2009-02-17 23:03:21 | 66.38 | |
| 252 | 2009-02-06 11:49:34 | 60.50 |