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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1800 | 2010-12-24 08:53:18 | 40.79 | |
| 443 | 2010-11-12 06:40:59 | 33.08 |