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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 598 | 2011-04-17 19:49:35 | 86.40 | |
| 315 | 2009-02-08 22:06:54 | 85.33 |