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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 184 | 2009-02-27 02:19:32 | 51.22 | |
| 66 | 2009-02-19 22:34:03 | 53.28 | |
| 29 | 2009-02-17 15:28:35 | 52.01 |