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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 993 | 2010-07-22 23:10:59 | 79.77 | |
| 285 | 2010-06-15 01:04:15 | 87.84 |