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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 165 | 2011-04-21 05:20:26 | 94.08 | |
| 42 | 2011-04-18 02:22:20 | 81.89 |