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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1215 | 2009-04-26 05:30:31 | 98.89 | |
| 210 | 2009-04-04 16:59:02 | 102.73 |