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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 949 | 2009-11-10 10:10:15 | 32.31 | |
| 886 | 2009-11-02 07:39:22 | 31.91 |