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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 858 | 2009-12-05 20:05:29 | 30.33 | |
| 519 | 2009-09-11 00:04:54 | 35.55 |