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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 446 | 2011-04-20 20:10:42 | 82.27 | |
| 131 | 2011-03-10 13:55:09 | 76.28 |