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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 865 | 2009-09-23 06:29:07 | 42.50 | |
| 843 | 2009-09-23 04:32:36 | 31.18 |