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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 311 | 2009-11-18 13:14:24 | 53.98 | |
| 302 | 2009-11-11 02:59:25 | 59.40 | |
| 246 | 2009-09-21 10:55:50 | 57.95 | |
| 195 | 2009-09-01 00:21:05 | 55.66 |