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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 540 | 2010-01-17 16:07:13 | 36.32 | |
| 348 | 2010-01-02 17:05:55 | 35.57 | |
| 194 | 2009-12-28 18:32:08 | 37.76 | |
| 131 | 2009-12-26 19:35:12 | 36.87 |