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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 399 | 2009-07-01 06:35:05 | 43.70 | |
| 66 | 2009-06-09 11:15:35 | 25.52 |