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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 320 | 2011-02-16 12:41:05 | 77.32 | |
| 203 | 2011-01-10 12:51:34 | 66.14 |