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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 56 | 2010-08-31 01:43:47 | 78.48 | |
| 37 | 2010-08-28 14:46:23 | 80.15 |