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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 741 | 2010-04-03 06:07:07 | 86.92 | |
| 739 | 2010-04-03 06:05:17 | 73.32 |