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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1102 | 2011-03-24 06:25:09 | 60.38 | |
| 880 | 2011-03-15 15:54:33 | 55.00 | |
| 145 | 2011-03-09 09:15:15 | 57.98 |