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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 305 | 2009-12-03 16:55:40 | 41.66 | |
| 232 | 2009-11-19 10:56:34 | 33.44 |