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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 557 | 2009-11-30 16:04:52 | 98.84 | |
| 526 | 2009-10-27 04:51:49 | 88.39 |