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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1058 | 2010-04-16 04:49:38 | 40.59 | |
| 407 | 2010-03-20 02:22:16 | 34.87 |