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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 824 | 2009-08-24 23:28:53 | 90.29 | |
| 489 | 2009-08-24 08:11:35 | 85.27 |