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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 425 | 2011-11-06 09:24:40 | 43.11 | 91% |
| 102 | 2011-10-28 16:51:51 | 32.66 | 81% |
| 92 | 2011-10-28 15:45:36 | 33.44 | 84% |