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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 680 | 2009-10-03 19:08:18 | 73.45 | |
| 636 | 2009-10-03 18:05:20 | 74.92 | |
| 630 | 2009-10-03 17:58:38 | 79.08 | |
| 443 | 2009-10-03 14:04:38 | 71.87 |