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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 692 | 2009-06-20 13:36:14 | 71.48 | |
| 502 | 2009-06-13 16:42:26 | 68.59 | |
| 311 | 2009-06-11 12:34:53 | 74.06 | |
| 275 | 2009-06-11 11:15:29 | 51.70 |