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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 102 | 2009-06-23 17:23:23 | 34.55 | |
| 94 | 2009-06-23 17:08:58 | 28.20 |