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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 190 | 2009-06-24 18:21:49 | 49.03 | |
| 179 | 2009-06-24 18:02:31 | 47.33 |