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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 927 | 2009-02-19 15:05:34 | 91.49 | |
| 536 | 2009-01-29 11:54:10 | 77.62 | |
| 496 | 2009-01-24 12:11:13 | 99.84 |