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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 67 | 2010-05-07 15:46:44 | 50.20 | |
| 52 | 2010-05-04 12:43:06 | 46.96 |