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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1141 | 2009-05-29 00:25:40 | 44.85 | |
| 792 | 2009-02-23 17:45:05 | 41.19 |