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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1345 | 2010-12-29 12:00:59 | 36.19 | |
| 926 | 2010-12-12 18:37:26 | 37.43 |