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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 494 | 2010-02-06 18:57:07 | 59.70 | |
| 8 | 2010-01-02 15:08:09 | 52.03 |