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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 794 | 2009-12-11 00:54:30 | 44.76 | |
| 478 | 2009-12-04 19:05:32 | 38.02 | |
| 307 | 2009-12-02 01:16:40 | 34.12 | |
| 62 | 2009-11-29 19:43:46 | 35.14 |