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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 40 | 2009-05-22 14:07:01 | 44.20 | |
| 24 | 2009-05-22 13:31:57 | 37.67 |