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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1374 | 2009-04-06 13:56:18 | 91.87 | |
| 1061 | 2009-03-09 12:47:15 | 90.78 | |
| 81 | 2009-01-14 04:10:54 | 84.09 |