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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 377 | 2011-04-05 17:00:24 | 80.32 | |
| 165 | 2010-12-09 18:31:22 | 76.17 |