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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 119 | 2008-12-28 08:55:32 | 36.49 | |
| 56 | 2008-12-27 14:06:11 | 46.91 |