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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 420 | 2011-05-31 03:19:46 | 137.19 | 97% |
| 208 | 2011-05-14 00:26:22 | 125.40 | 97% |