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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 904 | 2011-04-28 18:49:57 | 43.44 | |
| 343 | 2011-03-11 12:34:04 | 36.02 |