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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 583 | 2010-12-13 20:27:28 | 31.80 | |
| 9 | 2010-09-17 11:28:42 | 28.17 |