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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 564 | 2010-04-25 08:24:33 | 108.83 | |
| 501 | 2009-08-08 08:05:18 | 94.73 |