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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 268 | 2008-12-31 10:16:25 | 55.15 | |
| 109 | 2008-10-02 12:24:45 | 51.28 |