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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1013 | 2009-04-08 04:17:51 | 61.48 | |
| 876 | 2009-04-01 13:07:44 | 67.38 |