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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 625 | 2009-04-06 00:22:08 | 41.76 | |
| 315 | 2009-03-13 13:31:09 | 37.70 | |
| 263 | 2009-03-13 12:04:15 | 45.27 |