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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 180 | 2009-08-31 23:12:19 | 139.38 | |
| 101 | 2009-08-26 19:26:13 | 124.51 |