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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 73 | 2009-06-30 22:41:57 | 89.24 | |
| 2 | 2009-06-11 01:33:10 | 66.82 |