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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 428 | 2009-08-03 07:03:32 | 39.89 | |
| 39 | 2009-04-17 04:48:06 | 36.47 |