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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 388 | 2011-04-17 05:11:51 | 35.36 | |
| 283 | 2011-04-14 05:31:00 | 35.44 |