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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 441 | 2009-08-21 23:50:14 | 63.09 | |
| 381 | 2009-08-19 23:46:01 | 60.72 |