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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 631 | 2010-07-11 06:00:25 | 100.61 | |
| 56 | 2009-10-18 03:44:59 | 65.56 |