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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 283 | 2011-03-23 06:46:39 | 41.47 | |
| 103 | 2011-02-14 09:44:42 | 40.52 |