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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 183 | 2010-03-01 00:04:34 | 61.59 | |
| 155 | 2010-02-27 01:56:15 | 65.10 |