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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 669 | 2011-08-09 19:58:25 | 73.85 | 91% |
| 596 | 2011-08-09 00:21:30 | 78.56 | 94% |
| 105 | 2011-04-15 01:21:52 | 62.79 |