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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 850 | 2011-04-09 04:30:03 | 73.59 | |
| 484 | 2011-03-24 15:00:25 | 65.50 |