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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 722 | 2008-12-01 21:03:55 | 72.19 | |
| 627 | 2008-11-20 16:21:05 | 80.75 |