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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 858 | 2010-04-12 17:22:52 | 59.28 | |
| 604 | 2010-03-23 13:48:06 | 47.55 | |
| 409 | 2010-03-15 12:38:58 | 44.62 |