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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 125 | 2009-02-15 19:25:07 | 30.86 | |
| 38 | 2009-02-02 13:59:24 | 31.74 |