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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 43 | 2009-03-25 03:23:40 | 29.60 | |
| 19 | 2009-03-24 12:55:25 | 30.89 |