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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 77 | 2008-10-22 17:52:06 | 97.58 | |
| 68 | 2008-10-15 21:11:17 | 96.77 |