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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 48 | 2010-08-12 08:59:04 | 74.75 | |
| 31 | 2010-04-22 04:32:07 | 65.89 |