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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 42 | 2009-04-10 13:07:25 | 104.11 | |
| 6 | 2009-04-10 12:41:12 | 89.90 |