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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 528 | 2010-04-03 17:30:27 | 45.31 | |
| 220 | 2009-03-16 18:13:08 | 38.79 |