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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 262 | 2010-02-16 05:47:47 | 48.08 | |
| 182 | 2010-02-11 15:05:23 | 45.29 |