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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 572 | 2010-04-20 23:37:01 | 50.12 | |
| 412 | 2010-04-13 22:20:20 | 40.94 |