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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 92 | 2009-01-23 07:17:55 | 42.34 | |
| 62 | 2009-01-21 16:20:27 | 39.22 |