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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 262 | 2009-08-08 13:42:55 | 57.51 | |
| 130 | 2008-11-09 05:46:06 | 50.73 |