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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 369 | 2010-06-28 15:10:31 | 49.71 | |
| 219 | 2010-06-25 18:22:48 | 48.12 |