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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 401 | 2008-11-05 14:40:46 | 61.51 | |
| 222 | 2008-10-30 00:14:34 | 61.21 |