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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 115 | 2010-03-30 16:32:16 | 78.77 | |
| 104 | 2010-03-28 00:51:57 | 75.09 |