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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 912 | 2011-03-14 17:43:41 | 82.35 | |
| 437 | 2011-03-03 17:32:54 | 86.63 | |
| 117 | 2011-02-28 15:55:34 | 79.38 |