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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 154 | 2011-03-05 00:42:10 | 42.08 | |
| 114 | 2011-03-04 00:01:45 | 44.34 |